Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

16-Bit Intel 8088 Chip - Poem by Charles Bukowski

with an Apple Macintosh
you can't run Radio Shack programs
in its disc drive.
nor can a Commodore 64
drive read a file
you have created on an
IBM Personal Computer.
both Kaypro and Osborne computers use
the CP/M operating system
but can't read each other's
handwriting
for they format (write
on) discs in different
ways.
the Tandy 2000 runs MS-DOS but
can't use most programs produced for
the IBM Personal Computer
unless certain
bits and bytes are
altered
but the wind still blows over
Savannah
and in the Spring
the turkey buzzard struts and
flounces before his
hens.


Comments about 16-Bit Intel 8088 Chip by Charles Bukowski

  • Mark Jensen (1/4/2013 8:12:00 PM)

    This poem is both witty and charming! (Report)Reply

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  • (8/9/2009 5:08:00 AM)

    Remembering Nature (knowing it is still there) we can lose, even enjoy, ourselves in the machinations of a computer. The ending of this poem comes like a fine cigarette to an addict who has done without all day. (Report)Reply

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  • (4/12/2009 12:56:00 AM)

    The human factor and the most important in this poem must be, it can not be another, the handwriting.The computer never, but never will tape the personality of the human handwriting.So, the humanity wins again. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/4/2008 12:38:00 PM)

    magnificent! its the swift transition of perspective, from dry technical, to the vivid organic thats so surprising and delightful. (Report)Reply

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  • (2/8/2008 7:07:00 AM)

    well, all i can say is that Apple has stayed true to form. :) (Report)Reply

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  • (11/10/2007 9:42:00 PM)

    my hero but not his best (Report)Reply

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  • (10/30/2007 1:46:00 AM)

    I Randomed Clicked and moved on to others.. I too love this mans poetry.. he certainly could focus on life and produce One Peace at a Time... (Report)Reply

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  • (1/15/2007 1:39:00 AM)

    I love this mans poetry.... (Report)Reply

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  • (5/9/2006 11:40:00 AM)

    Funny how all those things that seem so important but it doesn't matter, because that turkey buzzard still struts his stuff. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/9/2006 12:15:00 AM)

    Bukowski still has it. I'll drink one (or more) for him. (Report)Reply

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  • (5/18/2005 6:49:00 PM)

    No doubt - we cannot always communicate robotically but, in the flesh, things tend to happen up close and personal.l (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Monday, July 25, 2016


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